"Mm... mm," were the throaty sounds filling the room accompanied with panting gasps like in a brothel. Ji Yao lay on top of Rui Fei guiding his hand to his waist with his body moving like gentle ripples in a deep blue lake.
Rui Fei was even more enthusiastic than Ji Yao with his other hand trying to disrobe him. But he soon realised he was powerless with little to no strength. Even his grip on Ji Yao's waist was so weak but his lower half was so excited that if his pants weren't wet one could see the stain seeping through his clothes from his pre-cum.
He wanted nothing more than to flip Ji Yao over, press him down and thoroughly mark his territory. He imagined thrusting deep inside him causing his man to cry out in pleasure while calling out his name. He wanted to see that handsome face look at him..... just him, thinking about him and wanting only him.
